Everything Good Needs Replacing

I'm A Fairly Tormented Artist, And I'm Less Willing To Indulge Myself In Self-pity, Outside Of Songwriting.

I Can't Believe That We Would Lie In Our Graves Wondering If We Had Spent Our Living Days Well. I Can't Believe That We Would Lie In Our Graves Dreaming Of Things That We Might Have Been.

I Don't Understand At Best, I Cannot Speak For All The Rest. But You May Find A Lifetime's Passed You By. Every Dog Has Its Day, Every Day Has Its Way Of Being Forgotten.

Lying Under This Spell You Cast On Me Each Moment The More I Love You.

San Francisco Has A Flowers-in-your-hair Kind Of Vibe, While Chicago's Got This Very Funny, Big-city/small-town Coolness To It.